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[hadthehighground]

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[simplegestures]

It is a bit confusing or perhaps she is. She does recall this place. Recalls Mustafar and what happened after. She wore herself out and is currently asleep in my spare room.

[hadthehighground]

I see. Then I will let her rest. It may be too much for her to see me right now. I’m glad you found her.

[simplegestures]

I am sure that she would be glad to see you, my friend.

[hadthehighground]

I’m not the man she remembers, Bail. Neither here nor back home.

[simplegestures]

And? Are you still not her friend? We have all changed in our own ways. Big. Little. There are some truths that still remain.

[hadthehighground]

[He’s right of course. Bail usually was. Plus if there was one thing he’s learned, in times past and recent, it was futile to argue with the man.]

All right. I’ll come see her.

[simplegestures]

[ there is a soft chuckle although Obi-Wan cannot hear it. ]

Good. I’ve gone to Tatooine to track you down. This would be far simpler.

[hadthehighground]

[Bail likewise can’t hear the indignant though slightly amused huff.]

I’ll come in an hour or two if that would be convenient. What is your apartment number?